Today is Dave’s birthday, as we celebrate two years since his last transplant. Most importantly, we celebrate two years that he has been in remission without acute lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL). I have written this post in my head about 101 times. Without it sounding like it was the last post, I wanted it to sound like it is the end of over three years of the most difficult time in our lives. It’s important that it reflects the recent nudge we have clearly been given and the next path for our continued journey. And, it’s time to sum up all of the parts.

The Power of One.

This week, Dave was on a mission with the yard work after we had returned from a week of work in southern Texas. He actually cut the grass twice in the same day – because he said that it needed it. It’s a guy thing I think. Never do I say, “I think I’ll run the dishwasher twice because it needs it.” So, after cutting the grass twice, he pulled out the leaf blower to clear the sidewalk. He had his earbuds in as the extension cord was trailing behind him. He was soaked with sweat from head to toe – and was loving it. I…Mean…Loving…IT.

I pulled out my phone to take a picture because he then started strumming the power blower like he was Bob Seger. He was listening to and singing (appropriately) a song from one of his favorite groups – “Peace of Mind” from Boston. For those of you who know Dave well, his musical talent is of amateur status. Luckily, I caught the act and recorded part of his performance. Hysterical. Click here to see the video I secretly captured.

Then, I began to think about what powers this man and what incredible Power is within him. The power lies in the one who is holding that leaf blower, as he has inspired so many. Dave has been an influence for innumerable people far longer than the last three years. But, this difficult journey was powered by something much bigger than all of us. And we said long ago that we were honored to be chosen, if it meant we could inspire and influence others. It was with a sense of purpose that we never surrendered. It was all made possible by the power of the One who held us in His hands the entire time.

Like those hands that held us, Dave and my hands fit perfectly together. Our steps uniquely stride as one when we walk hand-in-hand. Our inhaling and exhaling beat at a similar tempo. So, it’s apropos that we try to encourage others – together. Now, the power is with us – that which we can now help those who face what we faced.

In retrospect, there was enormous power from so many who helped make our journey purposeful. Without missing anyone, we gained strength from the numerous people who stood behind us along the way. People from Seattle to California to Florida to Texas to Alabama to Michigan…from Toledo to Detroit to Baltimore to New York City to Cleveland to Saginaw to Munising to Saline to Monroe – and from many places in between. They made a resonating impact on us, one in which we will always treasure.

We now join them. We will pass along our sincerest effort to help those who are battling similar health hardships.

It only takes one. Choose the One who holds you. Be the one who holds and supports others.

The Power of One.